Guala (Ft. Thirty Rack) [Explicit]

I like the "guala guala" part
Ayy, see, yeah, you hear them diamonds bitch (yeah)
You hear them diamonds bitch
I'm, I'm worth, I'm worth forty five million (yeah)
Me and G together, we're worth three hundred million (yeah)
He got more money than me 'cause he's white
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, I'm gassin', woah
You ain't 'bout that action, no, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm 'laxin', woah
Your bitch is cashin'

And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala guala
And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala guala
Guala guala, guala guala
Guala guala, yeah guala guala, yeah
Guala guala, yeah
Me and Carnage
Guala guala, yeah

Guala, guala, guala guala
I'm livin' like it's no tomorrow
Don't loan my style, won't let you borrow
You thirsty, have a glass of water
I'm killing these beats, there'll be more dead
I put my dick on her forehead
Less conversation and more head
Emergency, this is a code red
Guala, guala, guala guala
She said her name but I forgot it
I seen it, liked it, so I copped it
If you ain't talkin' money, change the topic
Afterparty in the hills
She want Vodka and pills
She so numb she don't feel
Always stay active, we stay in the field
Man, god damn it's too real
Crazy, Amityville

Yeah, yeah, I'm gassin', woah
You ain't 'bout that action, no, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm 'laxin', woah
Your bitch is cashin'

And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala guala
And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala guala
Guala guala, guala guala
Guala guala, yeah guala guala, yeah
(Thirty rack, Thiry rack homie)
Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah

Guala guala on my dick
Guala guala on your bitch, bitch
Guala guala on my wrist
Diamonds lookin' like piss
Forty hoes on my dick, huh
Fifty hoes on my dick, woah
Sixty hoes on my dick, woah
God damn, a nigga rich, bing
Bitch Cuban, she don't talk a lot
All she knows is to fuck a lot
She break it down for a nigga
She shoot a nigga if you talk a lot
'Cause I'm bad to the bone
All diamonds, straight froze
If you fuck with my nigga
I'mma have to let it go

Yeah, yeah, I'm gassin', woah
You ain't 'bout that action, no, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm 'laxin', woah
Your bitch is cashin'

And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala guala
And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala guala
Guala guala, guala guala
Guala guala, yeah guala guala, yeah
Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah
Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah

Me and Carnage, we don't lose
I don't chase, I go choose
I drink water, I drink booze
Fresh clothes, new shoes
Aw this shit is A-O-B
Get money out a bitch is my J-O-B
I just smoke, drink, stay lowkey
God damn these bitches stay on G
I'm baffled the fuck boy that hate on me
I give the game that they don't see
If they know me, they don't pay no fee
I'm the weather channel man at KOD
It's lit like a matchbook
If she look, well then that's took
And if I take her out in front of you
She comin', she don't come with you
Mmm, that's a bad look

Yeah, yeah, I'm gassin', woah
You ain't 'bout that action, no, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm 'laxin', woah
Your bitch is cashin'

Ayy look, I don't care what anybody tells you about money
I hear all these guys saying, man, money don't matter
If you follow the money, if you just work for money
Oh my god, you're going to fail
Let me tell you something
Go get that money
Go chase that money
Hahaha

And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala guala
And she want the guala guala
And she like the guala guala
Guala guala, guala guala
Guala guala, yeah guala guala, yeah
(Go get that money)
Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah
(Go chase that)
Guala guala, yeah, guala guala, yeah